Isn't it awe-inspiring

how great God is? How in the winter of 1917 in a small town in Southeastern Georgia, my great-grandmother would rub her stomach wondering if she was carrying a boy or a girl and what his or her future would be like. And that, that baby was my grandma born March 18, 1918 and how then He knew that one day that woman and her unborn baby would be connected to a family in Vietnam. That a baby born nearly a ninety years later would be their great granddaughter and great great granddaughter respectively and she would carry their last name as her middle name.

The same Creator who formed us so beautifully and wonderfully, knows how many hairs we have in our head, knew the exact moment these two families would connect and land us here on a Sunday morning, the Sunday before Thanksgiving in 2010, with me soothing a restless two-year-old, born on the other side of the world, back to sleep as my great grandmother used to do for my grandma.

To borrow Chi Chi's phrase, God is omni-omni. Omnipontent, Omnipresent, omniscient. He is a great God worthy to be praised. He is so great that if we didn't praise the rocks would cry out. A mighty God we serve who saw us in this moment with our families as He took the rib from Adam to create Eve. What an awesome God!